Today marks the fifth anniversary of the closing Mass of the WYD in Panama at Campo San Juan Pablo II. During the vigil on Saturday night, I cried a lot and entrusted my life to God at that moment.
They were not only tears of sorrow, but also tears of joy. Actually, all the emotions of two weeks of being intensely engaged in your faith came out.
I just didn't suspect that God would turn my life 360 degrees and still allow me to enjoy this amazing time now. If you know me, you know that I have changed and so has my life. I have no idea what my life would be like without this last WYD for me. A lot has happened in the past few years, including a pandemic. And now I am vacationing in Panama for the third time.
That God is letting me be in Panama right now, reminding me on this day of a song that I don't listen to daily and that I don't automatically get previewed from YouTube, is pure coincidence to some, but not to me. For me, it is the voice of God whispering into me and letting me enjoy the wonderful memories. Yes, many new memories are coming up now, but such emotions as I experienced five years ago during adoration I will never forget.